Life couldn't be more demanding,
Can't I go back to the time when my biggest jolt of fear was marking the western countries in the world map for the geography exam ?
A lump in my throat tells me my eyes are going to rain,
My senses are numb,
Grief refuses to leave my side,
fingers firmly weaved into mine,
Tears do not want to part ways,
did sadness bribe them ?
Loneliness made me sleep with himself again.
I'm screaming with no voice,
I wish someone hears it and snuggles me to the sweet bosom of happiness.
Is it just me
this offensive universe is plotting against you too ?